Well, it's a wondrous application— accessible and offers the advantage of real-time conversations that this site simply doesn't have— and I highly recommend downloading it.
That sounds like some mighty fine prospect, I suppose . . . or rather, you sound like a mighty fine prospector, and as long as you're willing to be original, that sounds all right to me. By any chance, do you have Discord? Communicado's easier over there for me.
‘the day of reckoning calls for salvation by the human flesh and the youth and the energies I will eat FELLOW man thank you gods’
— KARL DENKE (THE FORGOTTEN CANNIBAL), THE VERSES.
That man should've never lived in the first place, or if he had, he should've been killed, god's grace willing...
“JANUARY 13, ++++, xxx; MALCOLM XI was quick to receive my phone after I called him one late afternoon from a telephone booth at some place, amidst the blooded crowds— Jeet Kune Do of New York City, monochrome and steel and glass— and our conversation could be held to the sum of all warm-blooded...
A FEW YEARS AGO,
I, being suffer'd with the incontinence of modern society,—
benignly, wicked, and wrack'd with hypocrisy,—
now set out to persuade my instincts,
of the non-perverse and perverse of the lands beneath me,
in verse and ink and vellum and tools of Man,
with quill, mind and the...
‘Why, general, we people up north have regarded the Ku-Klux as an organization which existed only in the frightened imagination of a few politicians.’—INTERVIEW WITH NATHAN BEDFORD FORREST, in response to the interviewee's condemnation of Mr. Brownlow, [Cincinnati Commercial, August 28, 1868...
NARRATOR There is white hot vengeance and black pistols, and people who want to murder, fuck and rape this sonuvagun river country to feed their own lies . . . and reporting this kill-war in far south, a real showdown of loathing, is one intrepid man from Glasgow— Scotland, Great fucking...
2 Americano Libertines (Q.2)
Segment #1
There was noise upstairs, banging, footsteps, muffled voices; the neighbours, though sparse in their floor, were rambunctious there.
“They're having a party,” Käng said.
Kelly's eyebrows went up. “What party?”
“Upstairs.”
“A party upstairs?”...
Käng (Q.1)
Segment #1
An orange Volvo trained on the East-Central pass to Foghorn— 2018, sometime close to fall season—, the FM boombox inside crooning Autobahn and Die Maschine Mensch from a diluted 80s network, interspersed with commercials for Serbian products (i.e. generic labels of Old...
#2
Segment #1
An orange Volvo rode on the East-Central pass to Foghorn— 2018, Wednesday, sometime close to fall season—, the FM boombox inside crooning Autobahn and Die Maschine Mensch, diluted 80s Kraftwerk, and commercials for Serbian products (i.e. ripped-off Old Spice and Tunnel Vision)...
NAME
Käng
AGE
27
HISTORY
A poor wag born in Glasgow, Trembling Thames, first tenement, to a family of five: brother, brother, brother, father, mother, the youngest among them all. Of course, he had the misfortune of having done witnessed as his father dropped of the deep end with his pints...
#1
DAY ONE
JAVIER GAUTHIER
Hoover's payment came early this morning, sent by a courier. The timing was exact: 7:30 AM, morning, the clock's face showed. The man's name was Mr. Shelton Flat, of Peake's Post Service, and he asked for signature. Javier gave him a tip too.
He admitted that it was...
I am rather interested in something along the lines of that lovecraftian plot and I have some ideas of my own too. To point, I would like to discuss a potential partnership.
I guess that happens every now and then, sirrah. As they say: imitation is the greatest form of flattery.
But jokes aside, there ain't much ostracism or something likewise. I think I've changed a lot since those days, been exploring continental philosophy and all, and it's just that I don't get...
A Prelude To Events
Misery was thick in the air.
The crowds of men roiled through the cavities of the streets, shoving into and around him, threatening to fell him. They encouraged the heat instead of stifling it. Fabio paused for a few seconds to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The heat...
Wish it was as popular as I thought it would be. A rectification: info in this interest check is quite out-dated. The complete information and details to the RP's nature can be found in the discord server.